User blog comment:Llamao/The Underground/@comment-3474228-20120628052220/@comment-3474228-20120702013127

Razorclaw was woken up by cold water thrown onto his face. The general stood over him, grinning maliciously. "Time fer you to get t'work. He tosses a stained, ripped apron onto Razorclaw and hauls him up. "I hope you know how t'cook."